[SWE] imminent

the lullaby

It was convenient how very little Remi needed to sleep, what with the state of constant alert he'd set himself on since Ronin had awakened nearly dead in the middle of the night. All the more convenient still was the fact that Ronin required just as little sleep, such that the pair often whiled away the hours working on their houseboat or just taking in the night instead of slumbering through it.

So it was this particular evening saw the pair sitting on their deck with blankets around bare shoulders and sweatpants on their hips, as the Northaven bobbed cheerfully along. Staring at his cards by candlelight, the Lullaby glanced from his hand across to Ronin, narrowing his eyes and stealthily trying to reach a toe toward the Nova's foot to get a read on his emotions (read: cheat).

Glancing surreptitiously toward the ocean in an effort to hide the movement of his leg, Remi's expression hardened slightly to see not one but two moons hanging in the sky. Swallowing and knowing that his husband's death potentially hung somewhere up in all that darkness, the Lullaby turns his attention back toward the cards in his hand.

"Got any eights?"

I got a feeling inside that I can't domesticate
It doesn't wanna live in a cage,
A feeling that I can't housebreak

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!